Oak Tree Bend now and forever

For @Spieden | Early Morning | Patchy light drizzle | 63 ° F, 17 ° C

It had been a dreary morning. Usually the sky would be painted with brilliant oranges, pinks, and purples. Yet today the sky didn't hold such stunning colors. It was a bland mix between grey and blue. Clouds hanging low bringing a light rain with them. It was a realizing thing from the heat that often plagued Bear with his dark pelt, but he wasn't sure if everyone felt as strongly about the rain as he did. While others might have been doing simpler task he set out in hopes of finding something for the caches. The trails were of no success though. Everything was hiding away protecting their young in dens, holes, and anything they could find. It would be of no use to follow the stale trails around for an hour and come up empty pawed. Heading back towards the center of the pack lands he avoided anything that seemed like it might lead to someone. The only two wolves he would truly be comfortable running into would be @Phyrrus or @Darrah. Everyone else would see sparse of him, although it was evident he was keeping busy within the pack. Bear may have been known as a lurker or hider but he would not be known as a slacker. Finding himself nearing a larger oak tree he took shelter by its roots. The thick foliage upon the tree blocked out what little rain fell from the clouds. A soft breeze blew through the lands. Perhaps a bigger summer storm would show up in the next few days. ”Speech”

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So What Do I Do When Every Day
Still Seems To Start And End With You

Spieden Coho

Using her RE: Spieden, you think you hear your name being whispered in the wind.

Rain dampened fur stuck out in clumps along Spieden's shoulders and back, the drizzle not quite enough to drench but sufficient in cooling her large form. Spieden wasn't much a fan of the heat, tending towards a crepuscular nature to get anything done before the hot summer sun set in. Her pre-dawn rounds brought her first towards the border. She knew those evil wolves were gone, but living in fear for so long made the habit of a thorough patrol hard to shake.

Spieden followed the creek back in, gaze searching through the glittering eddies for any opportunities to fish. Sometimes she would see a dark shadow stir in the deep, tantalizing yet too far to reach.

The leafy branches overhead rattled as the wind sang through the wood. Spieden paused, head lifted and ears cupped forward as a curious noise met her ears. "Sspieee... Ssspieeeden." Her heavy head swayed to and fro as she glanced for the source, utterly unnerved. It was only the wind, wasn't it? She ruffled her pelt about her shoulders, attempting to shake out the sudden chill and continue on her way. A little more alert of her surroundings than she otherwise would have been, Spieden noted a familiar scent. Curious, she branched off of her waterside route, treading an easy pace towards a huge oak. It wasn't until she rounded the other side that she found the male.

She stared a few moments as she tried to recall his name... He was brown, like a... Bear. Simple. Yes. "Ah, Bear." Spieden said, attempting some sort smile but the expression looked rather unnatural on her rugged features. "You been settling in alright?" She asked. She never talked much to her members, and did wonder at times with the wide array of personalities if everyone was happy, or simply just trying to stay out of each other's way.

(This post was last modified: Jun 14, 2015, 11:35 PM by Spieden.)

"Ah, Bear."

Who was it? Who had come looking for him with such a voice? His eyes met the face of his lead female Spieden. A smile sat upon her face that seemed almost forced or unnatural. Of course he wouldn't dare point such a thing out but it did cross his mind. Her question caught him a bit off guard but he smiled and thumped his tail against the roots. "Yes mam, I am doing rather well. I have been teaching Darrah a few things, watching borders, and filling caches." Smiling softly he lowered his head.

"I hopes everything has been well with you?" It was a small question as if to just keep the conversation flowing well. The dark male had never really talked to Spieden, the very woman who accepted him, and it left him confused about what to talk about. Did they converse about the weather? The flow of fish in the creek? What was there to talk about? He didn't want the woman to think he was pushing others off but he didn't want to seem awkward or forceful with his conversation.

Listening to the rain make way from the sky above it seemed to be falling a bit faster now. Not certainly a heavier fall but most definitely a faster fall. Perhaps it was the angle of the wind. Or the way the drops gathered on the leaves before falling to the ground so sweetly.

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So What Do I Do When Every Day
Still Seems To Start And End With You

@Beren
Just noting for myself: Takes place after Garmr plot, after pups were born, right before Nayeli disappears, right before Hotei's death.

Spieden Coho

"Good, good," She said, nodding as he mentioned what he did with his time. At least someone had some optimism around here. It made sense, though, as he was a later addition to their ranks and so had missed the height of woe and drama.

She shrugged, muscular shoulders rolling beneath their grizzled brown shroud. "I can't complain. Everyone's... Well..." She was going to say 'alive' but bit her tongue. That was only true if she didn't look very far back. Silver was dead. She sighed a long huff from her nose, easing her weight from one large paw to the other before settling back onto her haunches.

Nobody really talked to her, either. Triell was quiet, she was sure he had his personal reasons for being so withdrawn, but it was unnerving to have so little support from her co-leader. She was sure Jessie hated her guts. And the rest? Pure indifference towards her. Whatever was holding the motley crew together even Spieden didn't know. If she had known what she was signing up for at the time, she would have turned tail and run far, far away when Triell had asked her to lead in Nayeli's place. But now she was invested in some ephemeral thing that she didn't understand, and stubbornly she could not let it go.

The rain rattled in the leaves above, causing her head to crane upwards and squint as heavy drops smattered down on her head. "This ain't an easy job, I'll tell you that much. I try to make sure everyone's safe, but I can't make sure everyone's happy." She said with a wry twist of her mouth. Her fiery eyes flicked back downward, settling on Beren's orange pair. "I... hope you'll let me know if you aren't, though."

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Well. A term the Dunn male was familiar with. While he wished that everyone was more than happy there wasn't much that Bear could do to help. He was merely a pack member with no title of sorts. Perhaps there was something he could do but he also didn't know what that would be. He tried to keep Darrah happy, but that was jut one wolf.

His company spoke of her job not being easy and the Dunn male could sympathize. Being alpha may had been a dream of many yet he was certain the trials an alpha went through were not. "I'm sure it isn't easy @Spieden but-" He paused sighing softly letting his eyes look at the face of his lead female. "We are alive and that is something to be happy about. Isn't it?" Bear knew he himself could very well have already been a skeleton somewhere lost. His bones to be hidden deep under dirt, leaves, and anything else nature had to offer. Just thinking about that sent a shiver down his spine but he knew one day it would happen.

Listening to the Coho woman he nodded softly. "I-I will." He paused drawing in a long inhale through his nose. "Well, actually, I'm not exactly the happiest but I'm not upset. I think I just feel a little lost...everyone here seems so close and like family. I sort of feel like I don't fit in and I'm intruding in your home. I thought the feeling would go but it hasn't." Laying his head down on his paws the Dunn male felt his stomach turn and his chest squeeze tight. What would his alpha make of his situation?

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So What Do I Do When Every Day
Still Seems To Start And End With You

@Beren

Spieden Coho

Spieden nodded as Beren's eyes turned to her. He was right. She was thankful to be alive, thankful for every day she moved freely though the territory and beyond, for every day she was not subject to unspeakable cruelty and abuse. As Beren continued she leaned closer, listening intently as he revealed his dissatisfaction. She felt the same, in ways, but his conclusion of the cause was much different than the one she had reached herself.

Spieden's brow furrowed as she stared at Beren oddly. She almost couldn't tell if he was being serious at first. Beren's words had managed to be both completely off the mark and entirely true at the same time. The closeness, the family he spoke of... It did not exist. Nayeli and Triell formed some sort of unit, and Spieden supposed them and their cubs in fact made up a "family", but it was an exclusive one. It seemed more that the pack was simply a bunch of wolves thrown together in the same territory, with little regard or cohesion with each other. She had practically no experience with how a functional pack should work, but she could remember her childhood. Things had not been the way they were here in the Bend. There, family had meant something, but pack meant just as much. Her mother had welcomed all into the fold as if they were her own blood.

A bitter grin crossed her face, a lost flash in her eyes as she looked down to the male. "It's not just you." Spieden said roughly. "I think if she could, Jessie would kill me in my sleep, and the rest wouldn't miss me afterwards." She said with a snort, a sharp exhale that could be construed as a humorless laugh.

Her gaze flicked away, watching the rain drum steadily against the ground. "I want to fix... This. But I don't know if I can." She admitted.